Poetry: Know I’m Keeping

Her distant voice is tender
falling all around
caught up in her splendor
not one single sound.

Needs are always aching
quaking in my heart
I’m hers for the taking
from the very start.

Never are we speaking
seeking loving ways
writing passions tweaking
love poems all my days.

Always am I thinking
sinking in the need
trying hard and inking
words into the deed.

Truly is my writing
drifting in a dream
one that I am fighting
drifts along a seam.

Deep need ever creeping
seeping into me
always know I’m keeping
thoughts of me and thee!

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